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Boris and me. Humph, after the hell he put Monique through, I wouldn’t spit on that fool if he was on fire. She’s much better off without his trifling behind.”
    Monique noticed the conversation at the table carried on as if she weren’t present.
    â€œUh, hello? I am sitting here.” She was eager to change the subject. Her ex-fiancé was nowhere on her radar, and Monique wanted to keep it that way. “So, uh, what happened in the counseling session?” she asked Arykah.
    Arykah leaned forward, set her elbow on the table, placed her palm over her forehead, and exhaled loudly. “Oh my God. Mother Pansie has some serious issues. That old biddie is gonna make me catch a case for real. I thought she was gonna pull out a gun and shoot me.”
    Adonis chuckled. “For real?”
    Lance looked at Arykah. “Oh, come on. It wasn’t that bad.”
    Arykah looked at her husband with raised eyebrows. “Lance, please. Don’t even try to act like she wasn’t out of control. You know what you walked in on, and you heard what she said to me.”
    Monique forgot about her grilled chicken Caesar salad. “Girl, what did Mother Pansie say?”
    â€œShe said it didn’t matter how much my jewelry cost, I’m still trailer trash.”
    â€œ What ?” Adonis and Monique exclaimed at the same time.
    â€œI’m telling y’all that if Lance hadn’t walked in when he did, something would have popped off.”
    â€œSomething like what?” Monique instigated.
    â€œDon’t answer that,” Lance said to Arykah. He knew Monique was trying to get her riled up. Arykah’s tongue was still in church training, and she was failing the course miserably.
    Arykah looked at her husband. “What happened in my office was your fault. You know that, don’t you?”
    â€œWhy is it my fault?” Lance asked her.
    â€œBecause at home this morning, I told you that Mother Pansie didn’t like me and I didn’t want her in the counseling session with me and Darlita. I knew it would get out of control. My views and Mother Pansie’s views on marriage are totally different.”
    Lance couldn’t argue with that. “What can I say? When you’re right, you’re right.”
    â€œSpoken like a man who wants to keep his marriage a happy one,” Adonis teased.
    Lance looked at Adonis. He nodded his head and winked his eye to let Adonis know that he was correct. Arykah was his first priority. The church came in second. If Lance kept his wife happy, then their home was happy.
    â€œI informed Mother Pansie that you alone would be conducting marital counseling with the women from now on,” Lance said to Arykah.
    â€œHumph,” was the only comment Arykah made as she sampled her dessert. Tiramisu was her favorite.
    â€œWow, I can only imagine how Mother Pansie absorbed that,” Monique said.
    Lance exhaled. “I would think that by the way she stormed out of the office, she didn’t take it well.”
    â€œUh-oh. You better watch your back, First Lady,” Adonis joked.
    â€œThat’s my job,” Monique said protectively. She looked at her best friend. “We may just have to go to jail.”
    Lance and Adonis connected eyeballs and raised their eyebrows. They knew Monique and Arykah were tight like Krazy Glue, and if anyone in the church came up against one, they’d have to come up against the other as well. And with both of them weighing over two hundred pounds each and carrying attitudes that were just as heavy, it wouldn’t be long before the folks at Freedom Temple Church Of God In Christ realized that Lady Elect Arykah and her sidekick were the new sheriffs in town.
    Later that night after Arykah had put her husband to sleep in his favorite way, she went into her walk-in closet and lay on her dressing divan. She closed her eyes and exhaled. “Lord, I want to apologize for my